Chapter 2820 Someone Is in Trouble

The convoy slowly stopped downstairs of the forward command post. This was originally a German officer club near the prime location of Berlin city center. After being captured by the Leader Division, it became the forward command post personally selected by Malashenko.

In the words of the division commander, you Germans spend all day in Berlin singing and dancing, and you have built such a decadent wine pool and meat forest for enjoyment. Now that the Red Army has liberated this place, what's wrong with using it? Doesn't it just show that the transformation of Nazi creations is thorough?

It just so happens that this place has all kinds of facilities and is quite complete. It is indeed the most suitable place to be the division command post.

The rest of the division leadership team, including the political commissar, simply agreed to Malashenko's suggestion. Only you Nazi officials have made the interior decoration of this place magnificent and splendid, which is somewhat inconsistent with the consistent "hardship and simplicity" style of the Leader Division.

As soon as Malashenko got out of the car, the man who had been waiting at the door of the building for a long time came up to him and spoke.

"What's going on? When will we attack?"

"Attack? No, not for now. We have more important things to do than attack."

"More important things?"

Lavrinenko, who had been waiting for Malashenko to come back and give the order to attack, became anxious when he heard this.

At this point, what else could be more important than sending the Nazis to hell?

Seeing that the entire southern part of Berlin was almost over and it was only a stone's throw away from the core area of ​​the city center, a "sit-in war" suddenly began at this time, and it was called more important things to do. It would be strange if Lavrinenko was not anxious.

"I say, it's already this time, the Nazis are only a breath away, just kill Suka quickly! It's come to this point, what else can be more important than killing these beasts?"

Malachenko did inform Lavrinenko and the entire division leadership team of his plan, but not all of it.

To be precise, only two people know the complete version of the plan.

Malachenko and Zhukov.

Apart from these two people, any third party knows only a little about it. To be precise, it should be based on the current step of the plan. That's the situation.

So, at this point, Malachenko, who can of course reveal the next plan, did not continue to hide it, and there was really no need to do so.

"Let's go upstairs and talk. Gather everyone and have a small meeting."

"Ah, a meeting? Okay, let's have it. I'll go call people.

As soon as Malashenko went upstairs, he went into the small conference room first. In fact, it was a small conference room converted from a bar where Nazi officers used to drink with coquettish women. He sat down first and lit a cigarette for himself. Then he began to look through the reports he had just brought in, seizing the fragmented available time to sign a few signatures quickly, otherwise the pile of documents would become a headache.

After Lavrinenko, who went to call people, called the political commissar and the chief of staff, Malashenko took a glance and found that there were still two people missing, so he asked.

"Where are Kurbalov and Valosha? What are they doing?"

"Kurbalov went down to inspect the troops. You came back right after he left. It's not a coincidence. What about Valosha?"

"Huh? What's wrong with Valosha? ”

Seeing that Lavrinenko seemed to be hesitant to speak, and couldn’t say the words, Malashenko, who felt that something was wrong, asked repeatedly, and fortunately, this questioning did have an effect.

“That guy got a young nurse pregnant. This morning, the young nurse fell and bled on the spot and couldn’t get up. When Valosha heard this, he immediately dropped the work in his hands and went to the field hospital. I called him to ask about the results, but they haven’t come out yet. ”

“Thinking that waiting for him to come would waste time, I told his deputy to call the division headquarters when he came back, so there was no need to call him now, and to deal with his mess first. ”

“Huh? ”

Hearing the news, Malashenko felt that 114,514 question marks suddenly appeared on his head, and 1,919,810 question marks could not appear because of brain overload. He was speechless and shocked.

"When did this happen? How long has he been pregnant? Why didn't I hear anything? Did you all know and I didn't know and kept it from me? Huh?"

Malashenko's "huh?" made everyone present look at each other, not knowing what to say. In the end, the only one who remained calm and composed, the political commissar, took the initiative to speak to Malashenko.

"You misunderstood. Everyone here, including me, only knew about this today. Comrade Valosha did a good job of keeping it secret. ”

“Fuck Suka”

Malachenko was speechless and didn’t know what to say. He put his hand on his forehead, while the political commissar continued to talk.

“I roughly checked. The nurse is a Buryat. Her family is poor and innocent. Her parents make a living by raising livestock. There is no problem with her background. ”

“As for when Valosha and her started, the specific time is not clear. The current time that can be verified is that someone saw them together at the end of last year. It is estimated that the actual time should be earlier than this, after all, the child is more than eight months old. ”

“No, this fucking, how can it be. ”

Malachenko felt a headache as he listened more and more outrageous. After sorting out his thoughts, he could speak more logically.

"No, his son, Valosha, is in school, his daughter can call him dad, and his wife is raising two children alone in the rear waiting for him to return home after the war, but he is contributing to the restoration of the motherland's population on the front line???"

Malachenko couldn't find an appropriate way to describe it. He held back for a while before saying the last sentence. It can be seen that he still gave face to Valosha and didn't want to say something too bad.

Before Malachenko finished speaking, the political commissar spoke again after a short silence.

"Well, it's true, but the division commander has to consider his own situation. What if Varosha says that I am determined to follow the division commander and learn from him? What should I do?"

""

"Damn Suka! I didn't get Anya pregnant"

Malachenko couldn't continue speaking because he felt that something was wrong. He was definitely not cursing the political commissar. It was just a way to express his emotions, nothing more.

"Forget it, forget it! Let's put this matter aside for now. I'll deal with him after the battle in Berlin is over! And what about that, how is the nurse? Is her life in danger? How is the child?"